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Strength Trial The city loomed on the horizon, the skyline grey but for the shimmering sunlight that reflected from the dozens of 'mirrors' covering it... a city of metal.. Argus eyed it warily... surely there wasn't suffiecient room to challenge the winged dragon he could see circling the city.... a slight movement had him halting, the small dragon fluttering around him having spotted something... they'd been like this since 'meeting' for the small dragon (who was metal despite his appearance) was also looking to prove his strength... though it kept exploring things on their route. "At this rate they will of left and we'll have to find to more with time to spare." He said, his tone harsh, though he didn't increase his speed. Aki flinched, turning his attention from the rather large rodents he'd spotted, he knew the other male wouldn't hurt him, having gleaned that much in the time they'd traveled together; still he wasn't used to be spoken to as such. "Sorry." He angled

Kaoiwyth hummed with energy, eager for the upcoming race; even the handicap of him not been allowed to fly properly didn't dim his enthusiam, it was a challenge all on its own; the reason, his rival was an unwinged dragon, and what better way to race than for them to run over the dry ashlands towards the semi-active volcanos, their tips gleaming in the slowly lightening sky. Oh he was permitted to use his wings to help jump over things, such as the river that ran through the middle. He turned his head, trying to see his rival, but so far no sign of Steve, or the winged wolf that was his rider; around them the lizards were slowly peeking out of their dens, basking in the rising suns warmth, around them mighty skeletons lay scattered, bones bleached white against the red tinged background. Meiron leaned against the multi winged dragon, the barbary falcon on his gantleted hand; his ears twitching as he mentally reigned in Wyth. "They're here." Wyth all but purred, wings

STRENGTH TRIAL The night was nice, Drik mused, frolicking under the gleaming nightscape, stars twinkling over a dormant land; it was cool, but pleasently so, he dropping into a spiral, only to flare his wings at the last moment, his shadow caressing the land for a moment before returning to his flight. He did have a purpose, and it was one that allowed him to make a new friend... even if he had to prove his strength to it first. He felt the shadows move far ahead of him and angled his wings, the others shadows swirling around him, tinged with earth and ocean and signicanlly more substantial than Drik was, "Ooooo!" He cooed at the hound like dragon that was waiting for him, the sound soft and gentle, his attention shifting to the three familiars he could sense, Azazael kept a careful on on the three familiars, the raven was constantly hunting for shiny things, though it was rare for it to actaully find anything, the neko was busy playing with the pink fairy armadillo;

Rose peered with interest as the wires were slowly twisted into a shape,her antlers once again been used to 'hang' the thin wires that her rider was using, she hadn't been surprised when Alsitair started looking into a few 'tailoring' skills after the incident with the dress, his mind was always active afterall; and when his sweing skills had been looked at closer by the master tailor he'd had come look at the dress, the praise had been true. Still, the beaded wire tree's were interesting, the first had been rough and .. welll... novicy..... but Thyra had taken a liking to it; the second, much to everyones surprise he'd sold... and she doubted even he had eexpected the price he'd gotten, but the providence of having something crafted by Alistair St. James meant it was saught after as a staus item. The third.... well.... went wrong, her rider testing something out. This one though was coming along slowly, the entrwined wires wrapping around the 'flower', a small blue glass

I have recently pair bonded two of my dragons, and part of their story was the three eggs Midnight had with Caliban, prior to her forming the bond with her mate. Anyway, these eggs are lore based, and canon, which means the one dragon they must avoid is their sire; all three will be remaining with me (not all with the cat though). As a result, i'm looking for help designing them, because i feel it will add to their characters. Because there is a chance i may not use the design, every 'entry' will get a prize as a little thank you for trying it; i would also prefer just the sketch/lines, with the physical + mod traits. Color and markings i'll do. Now for the two restrictions. - The physcial traits must be what is declared on the Geno, you cannot swap them for the elemental ones. so if it is a earth dragon, and has artificial limbs it must be designed with artifical limbs. - You can only enter 1 design per geno, because im not like... rich... Feel free to ask me any questions, any

The mansion was quiet at night, all but slumbering as the dark skies glimmered above the port of Corli; of course there was movement, the night servants, the few elite guards that helped protect it.... and of course the dragons that wandered the gardens, the cold presence of Sleipnir enough to keep all guards on alert... in case if crossed their mind... but what worried a few of the more experianced ones, was that the dragons companion was no where to be seen... and neither was Lucis, the Lady Rose's bodyguard... still one did not pry into the affairs of the St. James, so they said nothing. Alistair was semi aware of Sleipnir's patrol, and that Anwar would come should needed, however, his current focus was on a task that many (if they dared) would blink at. His gaze scanned the garment with a critical eye, the design old and the dress itself was so delicate that it was rarely taken from its box. "Lucis has found no trace of the theif." A soft voice sounded from near him

The wood had turned out how she'd hoped, the longer she left it in the sea water the redder it became, and by the third day it was the color she needed, after that she'd slowly started carving it, drawing the natural grooves out; only then did she add they few touches of paint, just enough... but for anyone that knew Vayu, the figure was easily identifiable as him. He'd been thrilled with it, even letting the ship repairs fall out of his sight as he admired it... which for the perfectionist was rare. Mistral found it amusing, and threatened to take it from him.. Still... Calandra glanced down at her journal, the scribbles and calculations sprawled across it, notes for another project she'd finally had time to work on as the ship was repaired, though it would be completed within the next few days, the work done on it had been of an exceptional standard, even better than the shipwright and his crew back in Corli.... and she'd also learned quite a bit, the older bestia more

Calandra looked out at the ship, the damage apparent now that she was berthed, beside her her second in command argued with the master shipwright as they wrangled the price down on the repairs that were needed, between the wood and the labor, it was a hefty sum; and would take at least a week; doable, but it would hinder her assignment. Still, she was starting to suspect that at least one of her crew was feeding information to the Sea Raiders, a group of pirates that were slowly making a name for themselves; on a ship that followed the same route, such a thing was awknowleged, but the fact that the Radiant Star never took the same route, especially when crossing from Sherok to Eredia; afterall the 'doorway' she used was never in the same place and could not be mapped; for no one else could feel it. The problem was, other than Morrigan and Remus, she didn't know the crew that well, for all had been assigned to her ship under orders from the St. James family. Her second in

Strength Trial The desert was cool at this time of day, the sun slowly descending as night crept closer; it would turn bitterly cold soon, not that it bothered the dragon too much, but in the meantime Zeke was going to enjoy himself in the still warm sands. Whistling happily he rolled, kicking sand everywhere as back legs shot up, his feathers fluffing, he'd be working soon, so for now... well, sand baths were fun. Hearing footfalls, Zeke got to his feet, shaking vigorously as he chirped a greeting at the approaching male; he was interested on how Tess was going to go about the trial. Tessaract tilted his head at the antics, curious of the purple dragon's antics, but returned the greeting. Meeting the older earth had been convenient, to say the least, and he had asked about the display not long after. Unwilling to let the oppertunity pass, stretching briefly after the journey the saurian dragon nosed the other's feathers, and peered about. Curious what the evening had in